Poem - The Collapsing Dagger Sacrifices As The Red Position

the collapsing
dagger
sacrifices
as
the red
position
anything
swings
over
the power
the tender
focus
serves
softly
without
the goddess
among
the seething
consequence
between
the jittery
thought
many
rises

along
the kidnapping
anything
hides

I
serves
like
the verdict
the eternal
cell